I needed a towel to deal with her juices… In a few minutes he wicked smile was back …She looked me in the eye and said “That was very nice…but... these meetings will be about you…I am here for your pleasure Daddy.” She motioned me to replace her on the bed…She knelt next to me and took me in her mouth for an expert blow job…I’m not sure it was the best I have ever had so much as the first one in a while…I told her I didn’t want to come that way and wanted to fuck her…She finished undressing me. We would often have small talk and would joke around as we stood in line. Sometimes (usually in summer) she would have her son with her, I think he's in third or fourth grade. As I got to know her from our brief conversations I found out that she was divorced, had her son almost all the time, her ex takes him every other Friday night into Saturday evening and some holidays. She teaches third grade in the next town over.I learned all that from conversations while waiting to pay for coffee.. He told me to come over and sit on the couch next to him, and of course I jumped at the invitation. He told me to stand in front of him and turn around slowly, and he told me what a nice ass I had, and felt it up. My cock started tingling. I sat down next to him, and our host put in a VHS porn tape (this WAS the early '80's) Of course, it was a gay flick, and it was about black guys and white sissies. They weren't trannies or CD's, but they were sissies. As the movie progressed, Walter started. Wo boli, vibrator meri gaand me mat dalo mujko bhaut dard hota hai, maine kaha mujko bhaut maja aa ta ha , jab tumko dard hota hai, wo boli, beta tum bhi apne gaand ki mori me ek vibrator kyo nahi dal deyte. Maine kaha chup kar sali , randi, lund ki pujanrin , maine vibrator ki speeed full ki , our uski gaand me phir se daldiya, saath saath mi main uske choot fad bhi raha tha. Wo bhaut chillane lagi, muje bhaut aacha lag raha tha, main ab vibrator ko nikar kar uski choot me de deya our apna.